A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Wu Dahu's eyelashes seemed to tremble, and Song Qinghan didn't decide whether it was the fact or his own illusion, and continued: "We are Qingmu people, and we came to the battlefield to fight against the barbarians, but in the latest battle you He fell into an ambush by the barbarians and was unfortunately captured."

"In order to find your body or your body, I sneaked out with my son, and stayed behind by taking advantage of my medical skills, but it seems that this advantage is likely to be gone. They want to attack me, especially just now That hentai."

"He... has taken a fancy to you and wants you to be his husband-in-law, so he may try to confuse you..."

"But how do I know if the opposite is true?"

Wu Dahu's voice suddenly sounded, and when Song Qinghan came back to his senses, the two had already met their eyes.

Song Qinghan paused, and after thinking for a long time, he finally understood what Wu Dahu meant. With a pain in his heart, he smiled wryly and said, "So you suspect that I'm lying to you?"

Although Wu Dahu didn't speak, Song Qinghan already understood what he meant.

The atmosphere in the tent was a bit uncomfortable, Song Qinghan pursed his lips, and said slowly: "Then I won't say anymore, you can judge for yourself, I believe you."

With that said, he left the tent with the small stone in his arms and went to the kitchen.

The tears that he had endured all the way fell instantly when he encountered the smoky smell of the firewood. He didn't say a word, and he didn't wipe it away.

Little Shitou raised his head to look at him, stretched out his chubby hand to touch his face, and when he touched those cool tears, he said in a childish voice, "Father! Be good!"

Song Qinghan hugged Xiao Shitou's hand tightly, and said softly: "Father will be good, you should be thankful that your father has not been crossed, isn't it?"

Wu Dahu just lost his memory now, and he was still the same person, and that was enough.

One day, he will remember, and then it will be all right, and then everything will be all right...

Song Qinghan buried his head in Xiaoshi's swaddle, cried hard, then raised his head to wipe away all the tears, picked up the cooked food, and brought Xiaoshi into Wu Dahu's tent.

Wu Dahu was still sleeping peacefully with his eyes closed, but Song Qinghan always felt that he was still awake.

It's just that after what happened just now, he feels that he doesn't need to speak now, because once he speaks, it may be a quarrel.

After feeding the little stones slowly, he slowly put the remaining soup into his mouth. After eating, he suddenly found Wu Dahu staring at him.

"I'm hungry."

Song Qinghan took the last sip of soup in his mouth and almost choked it into his throat.

He patted his chest and said in surprise, "They didn't feed you?"

A few days ago, a special person was in charge of Wu Dahu's food, so Song Qinghan didn't care too much, after all, he was only responsible for himself and Xiao Shitou, and he was too busy.

Wu Dahu looked at Song Qinghan's face firmly, and said word by word: "I want to eat the kind you made."

Song Qinghan's heart trembled, almost thinking that Wu Dahu had regained his memory, but when he saw his emotionless eyes, he knew he was thinking too much.

But even though he was dissatisfied, he stood up obediently and walked towards the kitchen with an empty bowl, ready to make another bowl for Wu Dahu.

My husband is still my favorite, even if he is like a stranger now, alas...

After Song Qinghan finished cooking and eating again, the expression on his face sank as soon as he brought it in.

"Why are you here again?"

Wu Tan was sitting next to Wu Dahu. When he saw the food in Song Qinghan's hand, a stern light flashed in his eyes. He stood up, walked quickly to Song Qinghan, grabbed the bowl of food, and said with a half-smile: "I'll take a look at General Wu. Why, do you have an opinion?"

Seeing him carefully scoop up the soup and slowly feed it into Wu Dahu's mouth, Song Qinghan pursed his lips, said nothing, walked to his bed, put down the small stone, and said expressionlessly: "You Just introduced yourself to him, why don't you talk about the relationship between you?"

After hearing Song Qinghan's words, the smile on Wu Tan's face froze, he glanced lightly at Song Qinghan, and said slowly: "The relationship between me and General Wu is only the relationship between the savior and the rescued person. , but it won't be long before they will take a step closer and become family members..."

As he spoke, he looked down at the expressionless Wu Dahu, as if imagining a better life in the future, and couldn't help but a shy smile on his lips.

Song Qinghan became indifferent after getting used to such stimulation, and said while folding the things in his hands: "Are you sure they are family members, not puppet and master?"

He glanced at Wu Dahu calmly, seeing that there was no expression of disgust on Wu Dahu's face, he couldn't help but secretly sighed.

Wu Dahu's character is still so stable, to put it bluntly, he is stupid, trying to find something else from his face is tantamount to fantasy.

Wu Tan didn't seem to have done much to feed people, and the expression on his face became ugly after half of the feeding, but he still had to hold on in front of Song Qinghan, but the arms that were lowered from time to time showed His impatience.

Song Qinghan caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, stood up and said: "You have fed half of it, and it's my turn to do the rest."

Seeing Song Qinghan handing over a step, Wu Tan didn't insist. He put the bowl into Song Qinghan's hand without moving his body. He looked down at Wu Dahu and said with a smile, "It's a good thing to be able to eat. Your body can heal quickly, and if you don’t eat enough in the future, tell me, and I’ll let the kitchen prepare food for you.”

Wu Dahu gave a "hmm", then suddenly pointed at Song Qinghan and said, "I want him to feed, he feeds well."

As soon as this sentence came out, Wu Tan's face was as ugly as the bottom of a pot, and he said in a low voice: "Is it not good for me to feed? Maybe it's because it's the first time, but it will be better in the future. After all, we are going to live a lifetime... ..."

Song Qinghan shook his hands and almost spilled the juice on Wu Dahu's face, but when he saw Wu Dahu's clear eyes, his mood quickly stabilized, pretending that Wu Tan didn't exist, and quickly He fed the rest of the food to Wu Dahu.

After Wu Dahu finished eating, he closed his eyes, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had exhausted all his energy.

Seeing this, Wu Tan had no choice but to stand up neatly, glanced at Song Qinghan, and said coldly: "You have a good look at it tonight, and if you have anything to do, call someone. If General Wu's condition worsens tomorrow, I will only ask you. "

Song Qinghan pretended not to hear the threatening meaning in his words, put the small stone between him and Wu Dahu, and said calmly: "Understood, I will take good care of my husband."